Early spring in Maine means some pretty wild weather. It was raw today and blowing from the north east. I gave the kids the choice whether or not to go out. They wanted it. They wanted it bad.
While we were out there being tossed around by a ground swell and splashed by water from in and outside of the boat we actually fell into talking about why this was so great. Really. I was looking at smiles in between the waves. Their conclusion, which they articulated themselves, was that it was so real.
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